3230

[Verse 1] Hitting corners Thugging with the blower, barrel louder than the motor Keep the engine running when a nigga run up on you Another day in sunny California The Feds taking pictures, and they tapping Motorolas Everybody snitching, gotta live with paranoia A soldier since the stroller—ask my mama if you doubt that Homie, where your clout at? You ain't ever push nobody scalp back Four-five, nines 'round 9 in the A-M Yesterday, I sat and prayed; today, I'm finna take it A week ago, they killed my bro—that's been the price of bangin' Since my granny, Alameda days, robbing ‘cause we need a raise Fingers do the talking when the C's do the walking And the seas been polluted, baptism for the shooters Seventh grade, I went to OCA, hooping up at Lueder's With my 'Ru from Campanella, we was crashing shit together [Interlude Sample] Three Two Three Zero [Verse 2] 3230 Poppy Street, we ain't chase it, they brought the beef Used to the sounds of violence, my neighbors ain't never call police Call it "following protocols," spark it if you don't know the call Got this bitch that live off of Market that's down to hold the heat Turning water and power off, got us impatient, powered up Evictions notices go unnoticed, the final hours up Living off of borrowed time, committing crimes, all organized Fortress wasn't fortified, just tryna build my castle up Dollar and a dream, at nightime, we masking up The deadly game of tag the older generations passed to us I got a clip that's long enough to shoot until the casket come With it 'til that casket drop, they dropping when that Magnum pop